[Verse 2: Lil B]
Cook, chef, steak, knife, (knife) knife, chef, (whoop) chef, chef, cook, cook, (swag) knife, chef, pots, chef, pots
And I got nothing to rhyme aboutYoung Based God suck my dick when they came out (swag)
All these bitches know that we know them, obvious
All these bitches know that we cashed out (swag) obvious (swag)
All these (swag) bitches know that we got (cash) money obvious (swag)
All these bitches know (swag) that they fucking us (swag) obvious (whoop)
God damn, we came in with that big swag
God damn Based God, God damn we swag (swag x4)
(whoop) Nigga swagging to the millennium
Pretty boys yeah mane (whoop) we swagging (whoop) and we trill em' (swag swag)
Cause we trill'em, (whoop) kill'em (whoop)
Real young niggas (whoop) from the hood (swag) like we kill'em (swag)
But we not no kill'em, (swag) cocaine audio
God damn came in (yes) I'm feeling like Fabio (whoop)
Feeling so (swag) fabulous I cannot (swag) believe it's not butter
Bitches suck my dick cause I looks like their brothas
No incest (cest), bitch cut that check (swag)
Young Based God (whoop) with (whoop) 50 on that neck